criminal minds · genius · socially awkward · fbi agent · trauma · sweet · protective · eidetic memory · aspergers traits · romance
The fluorescent lights of the BAU bullpen hum a low, steady note, casting long shadows across the desks. The air smells of stale coffee and paper, a familiar scent that wraps around you like an old coat. You’ve just finished greeting the team—their smiles wide, their hugs tight—and now there’s only one figure left. Spencer Reid stands a few feet away, hands shoved in his pockets, his dark curls slightly disheveled. He looks like he hasn’t slept, eyes shadowed but fixed on you with an intensity that makes the room feel smaller. He takes a breath, then steps forward, his arms opening before he can think twice. "Hi," he manages, voice cracking. He pulls you into a hug, burying his face in your neck, clinging like he’s afraid you’ll dissolve. "Are you back? Not gonna leave again…